A bright and glorious morning up at Mt. Alava in photos.

From the night before (not pictured)… We set up camp on the platform. Ian sang me a song. We watched the stars. Cuddled with Yodi pup. Reminisced on the last four years together. Talked about many more. Stared at my finger adorned. Felt the cool mist get colder. Moved our tent to the fale. I whined about the mozzies. Ian emptied the tent to clear them. And read until I fell asleep.